Page 154 of The Bodyguard


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“‘Okay,’ what?”

“‘Okay,’ I believe you.”

“You do?”

I nodded.

“So is that a yes, then?”

“To what?”

“To the date.”

“Yes,” I said, more determined with each word. “Yes.”

That’s when we heard, “Jack?” again from Doc in the back bedroom.

“Yes, sir?”

“The fire pit? Sometime before the sun’s up?”

“Yes, sir.”

I expected Jack to walk off then, but instead, he leaned closer, catching himself on the wall behind me. He brought his face very close, still a little breathless, he lingered there for a second, and then he put his mouth on mine again—this time softer, and sweeter, all lips and warmth and silkiness.

And I just melted into it.

His hand was against the wall, and we weren’t touching anywhere else… but there was absolutely nowhere I didn’t feel it.

And when he pulled back, he looked as lost as I felt.

Then he seemed to remember something, and he gave me a sly smile.

“What?” I asked.

The smile deepened, and he looked down at the beaded pin against my neck and then back up to my eyes. And then, as he took a reluctant, almost woozy step backward, he pointed at me, like Gotcha.

“You,” he said then, “owe me a thousand dollars.”

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